Suddenly, one of the men spoke. "What do you think about the Star Shining Society's challenge letter?" He was a chubby, rather cute middle-aged man.
Another man laughed. "About that... I think with Ye Feng as vice president, the Star Shining Society can't possibly be weak. The Jingnan Royal Mansion and the Black Wolf Sect are probably in for a rough time."
"I think so too," the chubby man nodded. "Organizations like the Jingnan Royal Mansion and the Black Wolf Sect have made a complete mess of Thunder City. It's about time someone stepped up to clean things up."
"How dare you!"
At that moment, several people walked in from outside the restaurant. The one in the lead was a young man dressed in a sharp, black suit, as if he were on his way to a banquet. He was quite handsome, with a slightly sinister air, and idly rolled two iron walnuts in his hand.
Four silent men followed him. With their piercing gazes and bulging temples, they were clearly experts.
